Young Master Zhan's Xueba Little Crazy Wife

In everyone's guess.

Girls sometimes turn in circles and sometimes dance their long sleeves.

While dancing, he even skimmed in front of the huge long scroll.

She casually picked up the brush as big as a broom beside her, and waved it with her long sleeves.

It seems to be dancing in a disorderly manner, but the calligraphy brush falls one after another on the scroll.

"I am not dead, who will fight!"

The brush characters are majestic and majestic, with the potential to swallow mountains and rivers!

The red figure dances and circles among the huge scrolls, like a visual feast, dreaming back to the scenery of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Everyone forgot to breathe and couldn't bear to miss every minute and every second.

Finally, the music gradually quieted down.

The speed of the girl's circle became slower and slower, until she stopped completely.

In front of eight huge brush calligraphy scrolls, with her back to everyone and her face facing the text, she waved her long sleeves.

The long shirt and sleeves were raised, and the big phoenix on the back flew up.

Like a phoenix rebirth, rebirth from the ashes!

The small voice and shadow actually look down on the world.

Until the music was completely silent, the girl suddenly turned her head slowly and took off the mask on her face in public.

It's Su Qiao!

She looked back and smiled, her exquisite little face captivated the country and the city and the world.

And when the red lips are raised, there is a kind of domineering and enchanting beauty.

The eight majestic brush characters of "I am not dead, who will fight for the front" have been completely reduced to her foil and background.

There was a burst of applause at the scene.

Countless people are full of praise:

"Beautiful! Beautiful!"

"I can actually dance in neon clothes and feather clothes while writing calligraphy! It's amazing!"

"This calligraphy is majestic and majestic! Who can write such calligraphy without a ten-year foundation?"

"Neon Clothes Dance is a classical dance, Su Qiao, a little girl from the countryside, how can she dance such a high-end classical dance!"

"How can there be such a powerful performance, offering my knees! I am completely convinced!"

Almost everyone was praising and admiring, and the old calligrapher who had been present for decades also stood up and said excitedly:

"This calligraphy is more aura than mine! Where did you learn from, please tell me!"

Only a small number of girls are envious and jealous, turning into lemons one by one.

Sitting below Zhan Shen, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

He's already posted a bunch of stuff on his phone:

"My wife is ignorant, but she is the person I like after all. I hope everyone will forgive me. Anyone who votes for my wife will be contracted by Zhan for a one-year cooperation!"

However, who would have thought that Su Qiao could dance famous classical dances and write calligraphy!

Even if he looked at the calligraphy, he couldn't see the slightest problem. It really looked like he had practiced it for many years.

His little wild cat is so good?

After a while, his comment area was already full:

"What about the lack of talent and learning? Is this the so-called lack of talent and learning?"

"I feel offended..."

"Does what Mr. Zhan said really count?"

On the stage, Su Qiao walked down the stage in a Hanfu.

The long shawl and skirt dragged behind her, which was really pretty.

But Bo Shushu jumped up and said, "Xiaoqiao Xiaoqiao, you don't need to come down! You just wait to receive the No.1 prize!"

"I agree! I agree with both hands and feet. This does not require voting at all. The answer is already obvious!"

"I agree too!"

Many people are shouting.

Qiu Xia Ying, Chun Ning and the others turned blue with anger.

Award directly?The voting process is omitted?

How about that!

But someone showed them Zhan Shen's spatial dynamics, contracted a one-year cooperation, how many rich wives on the scene would be greedy?

Even the daughters of some famous ladies will definitely turn against each other for the sake of family glory.

Even if they vote, they can't win at all.

they lost...

Compared with strength, it cannot be compared.

Than support, no husband to support them.

They lost completely and could only watch helplessly as the organizer awarded the trophy to Su Qiao.

It was a statuette made of pure gold. The gold figurine style of the mermaid skirt was extraordinarily elegant at first glance. The four words "No. 1 Yuan" engraved on the base silently told the glory of the winner.

Su Qiao walked down the stage with the statuette, which reflected the dazzling luster in the sun, adding a lot of magnificence to her.

The bright red Hanfu is even more beautiful.

Everyone was dazzled. They didn't expect girls to look so good in Hanfu.

When Zhan Shen saw her step down, only he noticed her cautious steps.

He strode forward, hugged her up, and told Lin Shu:

"Bring a pair of slippers."

She was still wearing roller skates on her feet, and she must have hurt after dancing in roller skates for so long.

Lin Shu had a headache.

Where would he find slippers for this kind of venue?

Ever since the president got his young wife, his job has become more and more difficult...

And Su Qiao was carried away by Princess Zhanshen.

Wearing a deep suit and leather shoes, while the beautiful Hanfu on her body is dragging, the picture seems to break the dimension, as beautiful as a painting.

When the women watched, their eyes were all red with envy.

I really want to wear such a beautiful Hanfu, and I really want to have such a handsome husband!

Mrs. Zhan was so angry that blue smoke was coming out of her nostrils.

In such a big battle, Su Qiao is the first one?

Is Su Qiao going to be her granddaughter-in-law again?

Zhan Shen hugged Su Qiao and sat down not far away. Seeing Mrs. Zhan's face turned livid, he reminded:

"Grandma, don't forget what you said."

Old Mrs. Zhan really wanted to slap her mouth, how could she say such firm words?Well now, there is absolutely no room for flipping!

The most important thing is that she never expected that Su Qiao would suppress all the amazing performances of so many people.

Staring at the little Su Qiao in Zhan Shen's arms, she duplicity:

"What a mess, I don't understand what's so good about that performance. No matter what, I don't want you to be my granddaughter-in-law like this!"

"Grandma is questioning everyone's eyes? And want to tell everyone, you always decide to go back on your word?"

Su Qiao met her gaze and asked a question lightly.

Old Madam Zhan's face froze. Who was not respectful to her, but Su Qiao dared to hate her?

"You... you're so mad... mad..."

She wanted to curse, but she didn't catch her breath and passed out directly.

The second before she fainted, she had only one thought.

Never accept Su Qiao as grandson's wife!

"Madam Zhan is dizzy!"

Someone shouted at the scene, and the scene became chaotic in an instant.

Zhan Zejian and others immediately surrounded Mrs. Zhan, and quickly supported Mrs. Zhan, and ordered the bodyguards:

"Call an ambulance! An ambulance!"

"Stupid! The best doctors are here, are you stupid!"

Bo Shushu gave Zhan Zejian a look, and said to Zhan Shen and Su Qiao:

"Scholar, come and show your grandma."

She was too lazy to call Xiao Su Xiaoshen, so she simply called Scholar directly.

Zhan Shen put Su Qiao on the chair and sat down, and then walked to the chair where Mrs. Zhan was sitting.

Zhan Zejian silently retreated to the side, today is another day when he is rejected by his wife...

After Zhan Shen checked the old lady Zhan, he frowned rigorously:

"Grandma's condition is very serious and she must be sent to the hospital as soon as possible!"

No matter how good his medical skills are, he can't do anything without any medicine or equipment on his body.